April 2016

[Now, GIR isn't usually the type of robot to disobey his urges on a day-to-day basis, but with this funny stuff going on that's all changed.

He's gotten worse.

You might be able to tell when his communicator goes flying into a nearby building, pressing several of the buttons and eventually revealing the little robot running about and doing just about anything his little brain can think of including but not limited to the following: throwing rocks and other small objects at people (like candy and paper clips), screaming and making animal noises, rolling about on the grass, pulling your pants down, and defying all laws of gravity by running on the walls.

[There's nothing to be seen for a few moments, the image's focus blurred, but light giggling can be heard in the background. The giggling becomes laughter interspersed with honking, somewhat unhinged.

The picture soon comes into focus, and in the center of the screen is a puppet dressed all in green. It seems to be standing on its own, only a dark blur of movement now and then announcing Gamzee's presence as he moves and controls it.]

Haa haa!

Hee hee.

Motherfuckin' hoo hoo!

[The puppet, in the troll's quick and unseen hands, begins to perform an odd little jig for anyone watching.]

[ There is absolutely nothing abnormal about a carapaced man sitting under a light, attempting to read a book from the large stack beside him at an unholy hour of night. Nothing abnormal about that at all, as if it was abnormal, AR would not be doing it. ]

[ AR's a cross between overtired and jittery, eyes coming off of the pages every other moment to see if his surroundings have changed. He doesn't appear to be focusing on the book very often, his foot nervously tapping the ground nervously to a fast beat that only he can hear. ]

[ in the background is the pleasant buzz of, you guessed it. bees in the background. Sollux seems pretty at ease with them, despite the question. sure does have one in his hand, scrutinizing it behind his red and blue shades. ]

I'm not complaining, thinthe having defective beeth are better than having none at all. But they are defective, making a roundish hive inthead of a mainframe one. Bet I can fikth that one, though.

[Gear might be looking a little too smug for his own good, but considering he's been working on this project for weeks and finally finished his upgrades, he's happy with himself. Now all he needs is some test subjects...]

So anyone here ever heard of hard light construct projections? There kind of like solid holograms or pictures that you can touch and move around. They don't last forever, though. I've been tickering with one of my old projects and it turns out the one gym in Sector 6 works great for hard light projections--once you empty out all the other stuff in it. [laugh]

I built a programmable obstacle course projector, but it needs a few people to test it out. Any takers want to help me work out the bugs? You can even design your own course and add fake people to it as part of the obstacles. Make a competition out of it.

[He's a little excited. He hasn't has a lot of people to test his inventions on without Virgil around to use as a guinea pig. He outdid himself today, if he can so say himself.]

{OOC: The projector will be set up in the gym for a good chunk of the day so people can come by whenever. The holograms will look REAL and are touchable as if they are real objects. Gear will be there to explain how it works to them and set it up. Doubles are perfectly welcome if you want to challenge people! Just say so in your header if you're open to threadjacks and mingling.}

[Patrolling again, Zero makes his way around the dome during which there is a brief stop off at the shelter billboard. People don't do this as often as they used to, but Zero needs help and it's not the type of personal information he's willing to talk to anyone about face to face.

Yuuki is also not the type of person to wander across the the dome and go to the shelter for no reason. At least he doesn't hope so. Either way, he's going to have to keep a closer eye out for her tonight on his rounds. The very last thing he needs is her finding something like this.

Ensuring that there was no one else in sight, Zero tacks up the paper on the bulletin board before fading into the streets of Marina with only the prints of his shoes in the snow as proof that he was there.]

(OOC: Characters in sector five will hear multiple explosions of varying volume. The sound may carry to neighboring sectors or be heard by anyone with super hearing of course. They are located partially underground which is muffling the sound to some extent. The immediate vicinity is clear at the time of the ignition. Flames will reach and exceed the surface, but Zelgadis will be on the scene shortly after the first audible explosion to begin containing the blaze. He will have it in hand on his own, but anyone rushing to the scene is welcome to help. Feel free to mingle. Kitty will have an open thread below. People are welcome to assume they were among those asked/told/threatened to leave the bar initially!]

He has no idea that some interesting things are happening around the dome today, so GIR decides to take a walk around several areas of the prison including the park, the shelter, and even by the DF headquarters just because he's never been there before!

Occasionally he'll stop and zoom his eyes out to examine some things like a piece of trash tossed onto the ground, but once he sees someone nearby, chances are that he'll run to them instead for company. And try as you might to leave either because of today's prank or just because he's just such a pest, he'll probably still chase you anyway. Why?

Good morning, everyone! I hope you all enjoyed the party, especially those of you who were given the time off from your physical labor to do so. I don't want our recent arrivals to think that they're not included in our celebration, and it seemed unfair. Today will be a little on the chilly side, but clear. I think tomorrow we might have a drizzle, to change things up a bit.

A few of you gave me interesting suggestions yesterday, and I have every intention of taking those into account over the next few days while I perform the high-priority code maintenance to the system. Among the topics that have been brought to my attention are: the collars, the seasonal changes, the current policy on sexual intercourse, and additional activities for everyone to take part in.

If you have any requests, or further suggestions, then please come to the kiosk in Sector 1, and I will be happy to take them there!

[Late afternoon in Sector 3, a slightly-built robot, different from the many that wander the facility, has gathered with a few of the inmates in front of the movie theater.]

[They're planning a party, or so they say.]

[...Within an hour they break away and head to an unremarkable, sealed building towards the dome wall of Sector 3. And then Sentience's party disappears inside it and they are not seen or heard from again for the rest of the day.]

((OOC: The first event mingle. Do not respond to the post itself! Sentience will make several comments over the next few hours. Each comment is a separate prompt, describing the action that's just happened and which is happening. Comment to a "prompt" comment to set your character in the mingle, so that other characters can tag you there! If you want to tag Sentience, Sentience will be making comments just like every other character so that you can interact with it directly.))

[While some people are able to go enjoy themselves out in the snow, other inmates are still restrained and have to do chores.

It's lunch time in the cafeteria, and Sougo is sitting at one of the tables, eating a banana suggestively. He's bored and he wants to sleep, and he also would love to mess with people, buuuuuut he is trying to get out of his restraint and all.]

I don't know what you all complain about. It's not so bad here.

[Thinks!]

I think cigarettes and mayonnaise should be banned. They're not good for us, you know.

Preparations have been completed for inmate Sasha's snowball fight.[In other words, there is snow on the ground again.]Inmates who do not wish to participate may be advised to give the area a wide berth.

Inmate Subaru Nakajima, the renovations you requested are now complete.

...Additionally, inmate Cheshire Cat. If you require sustenance, the bots in the shelter kitchens and restaurants across the dome are ready and waiting to make any variety of food you would like. The koi fish are not intended for inmate consumption and further incursions will result in action by this system.

[At nightfall GIR wanders the park and the beach, spying on people and secretly DESPISING THEM from afar. Honestly, all this? When they're trapped? Are they honestly falling for Acumen's little games? Eyes twitching, GIR emerges from the bushes and starts to walk along the beach, looking otherwise unapproachable. Feel free to approach him anyway; it's a nice night to engage with people, right?

...Of course that might be hard to do while he tries to shoot his lasers at the fireflies zipping by. Of course he doesn't have lasers installed at the moment, but GIR is still trying hard, squinting at the balls of light and aiming bright red light at them in RAGE.

After a while, he flickers on the video function,]

HUMANS.

Is this the best you can do? Festivitiessssss. IT IS AGGRAVATING. YOU AND YOUR FOOD.

[It was a nice day at the beach, her second date there with Ushiro, and now she's set up on the front step of their house in Sector 4 to watch the fireflies. She's not sure if he's going to come out and join her, but honestly, she's glad to have the time alone right now. Acumen said that they were for reflection, and she's got a fair deal to reflect on.

She's brought out her framed picture of the pilots on the beach at the nature school, and her gaze alternates between the spectacular display around her and the picture on her lap. It's better that they're not here, right? Their death was a release of sorts, right? Like Minako... hopefully she's at peace now. That's what Ushiro said, and it makes sense.

But still... she sighs and tips her head back, watching the fireflies dart about. It really is beautiful.]

[Hello, Marina. Here's a familiar face! Only...not so much. This time around, GIR appears on the screen with red eyes and he seems to be a little more than peeved about being here.

There's a moment of silence before one eyes twitches and he attempts to hack into his communicator, wires popping out of his head to pick at it and try to broadcast to as many other communicators as he can. Of course that's not necessary, but he's doing it anyway.]